Chapter 207
Isabe was taken aback by Jordan’s lecture, and her meal turned tasteless as she lost
interest in joking with Gordon. So, lunch ended abruptly, and Gordon criticized her,
using her of being too arrogant.
Amused and annoyed, Isabe gently persuaded him and eventually managed to
appease him by promising him a trip to the beach together. They went their separate
ways at the cafeteria, and she went upstairs alone, contemting her afternoon work.
Then, she called Phoebe in and inquired about the current situation of thepany.
“You should be aware of the overall situation. Several of our production lines are idle
and essentially supporting idle workers,” Phoebe told the truth, observing Isabe’s
expression before adding, “If you want to cut production lines, you’ll need to convene a
board of directors.” The board of directors consisted of members from the Zimmers,
each holding a small number of shares, and they wouldn’t easily relinquish control.
Isabe nodded, indicating her understanding, and instructed Phoebe to arrange
tomorrow’s board of directors meeting. After Phoebe left, she opened the email
containing information about Michael.
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This man was intriguing; most of his assets were overseas, and he even maintained a
mistress in the Republic of Cogrita. Logically, he should have no attachment to his wife.
However, this man was yful, and it was rumored that he had a deep rtionship with
his wife. Due to his wife’s infertility, he had spent a significant amount of money on
surrogacy in the Republic of Cogrita, and the child was already three years old.
Everything else seemed fine, but surrogacy had be a sensitive topic recently. The
wealthy were avoiding it, fearing investigation because it was illegal in this country. Yet,
Michael had willingly set himself up with such a potential problem.
Without hesitation, Isabe forwarded a copy of the mistress’ information to Michael’s
legitimate wife and also contacted two reporters. With everything in ce, she was
ready.
Afterpleting these tasks, she invited several department heads to dinner. Since
she was uncertain about their stance, she spent the afternoon eating grapes in
preparation for the drinks that would be forced on herter. In the evening, Alex joined
them, along with several department directors and managers, totaling more than a
dozen people.
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Remaining in his role as the leader, Michael pointed out the
the surrounding scenery to
Isabe as they made their way as if she were new to Imperia.
“Miss Symons, you’re so young. It’s rare to see someone achieve so much at such a
young age. Your future is limitless.”
“How many years have you been in Imperia, Miss Symons?”
In the passenger seat, Isabe listened to the group of people talking nonsense with a
forced smile. Although she was annoyed that these people were oblivious to the
situation, every time she heard them addressing her respectfully, she reminded herself
to remain calm. The title of apany president was hard-earned, and she couldn’t let
these individuals undermine it.
Upon entering the restaurant, Oscar Reich, the director of the sales department, called
for drinks. Even before the food was served, he had already toasted Isabe with a
ss of white wine.
Isabe excused herself, saying she couldn’t drink, but everyone present was astute
and wouldn’t let her off the hook just because she blushed from drinking and continued
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to persuade her with
Otherwise, she would have been forced to drink by this group of people.
Midway through the dinner, she couldn’t hold on any longer and had to excuse herself
to go to the bathroom to vomit. Feeling nauseous, she leaned over the sink for a long
time, unable to recover.
“Miss Symons, are you okay?”
A voice suddenly broke the silence, and Isabe snapped back to reality, clearing her
mind as she looked up. It was Wendy Halls, a female chief from the advertising
department.
“I’m fine,” Isabe replied, straightening up, smoothing her hair, and looking at herself in
the mirror with a forced smile.
Wendy was touching up her makeup and sighed. “It’s tough for us as women. The
workce isn’t easy.”
Isabe raised an eyebrow, sensing something off in her tone, and she continued,
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Women like Mrs. Zimmers, wife of Mr. Zimmers, are the happiest. They’re full-time
housewives, in loving rtionships, and don’t even have to give birth to their children.”
Secretly, Isabe sneered, catching on to the other party’s intention. Pretending to be
surprised, she asked, “What? They don’t even have to give birth to their children?”
Wendy was taken aback, realizing she had said something inappropriate. “Look at me
talking nonsense. I must be drunk.” She took Isabe’s arm andughed. “Let’s go back
quickly. The others inside are still moring to continue drinking.”
Isabe had a smile at the corner of her mouth,posed and calm as she followed
her out of the bathroom. When they returned to the private room, another round of
drinking began. Everyone in the room was experienced, but Isabe was no novice,
either, and she was equally skilled at persuading others to drink.
While hurting the enemy, one would be hurt as well; no one could leave unscathed.
Around ten o’clock, the drinking session came to an end.
Tipsy, Isabe got into the car arranged by Jordan’s bodyguards, still feeling as if she
were in the private room all the way until she reached Harmony Residence. “Drink up!
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Are you going to say no to me?”
The bodyguards supporting her were speechless as the elevator continued to ascend.
Isabe leaned against the transparent elevator, looking down and subconsciously
thinking, Seth isn’t going to show up, anyway. I can turn on the air conditioning
throughout the entire house and help myself to any fruit in the fridge. How blissful!
The elevator doors opened, and the bodyguards helped her out of the elevator but
stopped in the hallway.
Isabe blinked. “What’s wrong?”
The two bodyguards saw Jordan standing at the door, exchanged nces, and
simultaneously let go of her.
“Miss Symons, goodbye.”
Isabe nearly lost her bnce and had to grab the wall to steady herself, not
understanding what the bodyguards meant. Why did they act like they had seen a
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